I smile as I walk to the building. My earphones fill my ears with music. When I stand before the building, I sigh and smile one more time. Am I sad? No. Why would I be? I mean, yes, of course the circumstances are sad, but I am just happy I will be able to be relieved of this pain. I look behind me one last time, just to see all the traffic driving past me one last time. It's okay, I tell myself. This is what you wanted, this is what you deserve. This will be the last time I will see the world from this point of view.
I walk inside and smile at the man behind the counter. I talked to that guy once, he was kind of nice. Should I take the elevator or the stairs? Those few extra minutes won't hurt me, I think as I walk up the stairs. I suddenly bump into some guy with blonde hair and blue eyes.
'Sorry,' I say, embarrassed. "My bad."
"No, it's okay, really," he smiles. I smile politely back and walk straight on, on my way to the highest floor. There is no stopping me anymore.
When I reach the top of the building I look out over the city. It is a beautiful day. The sun is shining and there are no clouds visible in the sky. The only people here are two guys, one curly haired, both brown hair, basically sitting on each other. Yuk. It is pretty clear to me that I have to wait until both guys are gone, so I won't be disturbed. I walk to the bench, a few metres from the edge of the building, and sit on it. Listening to my music makes me completely calm.
When I was younger I always thought I would die when I was like, 80 or something. Not 17. I bite my lip at the thought of who I used to be, the innocent, ignorant girl. Who knew I would become the person I am now? I look back on my life. What went right? What went wrong? I guess I always was that kind of person who tried to keep everyone happy, even if that meant it would hurt me. I did everything for the people I loved. And still everything was not enough. I close my eyes for a minute or two and just enjoy my last few minutes on earth.
Suddenly, I feel a hand on my shoulder. I quickly open my eyes and flinch a bit, while I pull my earplug out of my ear.
"Sorry," the curly boy panics. "I did not want to disturb you. I wanted to ask if you were okay, you seemed so deep into your thoughts and I did not know whether you were sleeping or not feeling well or... I don't know." I smile softly.
"Yes, I am okay, thank you. I'm just thinking about... stuff," I nod. "It's okay. I will be okay."
"Are you sure? What do you mean by I will be okay?" he frowns.
"No, I just meant saying that I am okay. I just need some time, I guess," I try to convince him.
"Oh, okay. If you need any help, I'm here. We're here," he nods, pointing to him, and I am guessing, his boyfriend. "My name is Harry, by the way. And this is Louis."
"Nice to meet you," the other boy smiles.
"I'm Skylar," I say.
"Okay, cool. I guess we will see you around, Skylar," Harry nods. "We are in room 28 if you need any help."
"Thank you," I say. "See ya." I sigh when they finally leave. When they walk to the stairs, I get up. The view is beautiful up here. I look around the rooftop one more time, just to be sure there is no one. I need to do this alone. It is now or never.
I pull my earplugs out of my phone and put them in my pocket. It's alright, I think to myself as I try to calm myself down. I'm still not sad or afraid. I'm just... nervous. There's a new life waiting for me in a few minutes, and I will probably forget about all my time here on earth. Maybe it is better that way.
I slowly walk to the small wall around the edges of the building. I pull myself up the wall and just stand there. I look to the ground.
"Jesus Christ," I mumble to myself as I see the height of the building. It just takes a matter of seconds and I will be dead. I prepare myself by stretching my arms. My legs are closed as I open my arms. This is it. This is what I have been waiting for. One last time. Breathe in. Breathe out.
"All angels can fly," I whispered to myself as I slowly fall over the edge.
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Chapter Four
Fanfiction'...first, there was Chapter One. The happy me. The one who always liked to play outside and chat with friends. Then she changed to Chapter Two. The happy me who sometimes got a little sad, because of the bullying. But she didn't worry. She was alri...